Tru Calling

Tru Calling (2003–2005) is an American television show starring Eliza Dushku as Tru Davies, a medical-school graduate and morgue worker who finds herself periodically reliving the previous day whenever one of her "clients" asks her to save them from their fate.

Davis: It's called the crypt. It's where every unnatural death in the city comes to rest, waiting for an autopsy.

Tru: You said "unnatural death"?

Davis: Most of them. Because if there's even a hint that a death might be unnatural, murder, suicide, they come here.

Tru: So every crypt...

Davis: Has a body. That's right. Can you imagine the pain of losing someone before their time? Bottom line: most of these people shouldn't be dead yet.

Davis: You ever been to a morgue before?

Tru: Just once, when I was 12.

Davis: Well, that sounds like a story. Are you sure you're interested in wor... in working here? Because, I'll be honest, uh most girls as pretty as you that come here...well they're...they're dead.

Davis: Tru, why do I think you're not telling me the truth?

Tru: I know I shouldn't have looked through the files. I just have a few questions.

Davis: Oh what? About unsolved murders?

Tru: Exactly.

Davis: So let me get this straight. In the eight hours since you've started working here, you've decided to solve old cases? It's very ambitious. You know what I did today? I bought socks.

Harrison: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you okay? Is everything okay?

Tru: I'm having a day, Harrison. A day I would gladly explain to you if I thought I could but I can't, so I'm not even gonna try. And I heard another voice.

Harrison: Wait. I don't understand. You mean like, you mean like Mom?

Tru: No, not her. Someone else.

Harrison: Dead?

[Tru nods]

Harrison: Oh, boy.

Tru: And that's not even the half of it. Believe it or not, that's the half that makes sense. I-I just don't get it. Me of all people, why do they come to me?

Harrison: Maybe because they know that you'll listen.

Tru: Do you think I'm crazy?

Harrison: I never thought you were crazy.

Tru: [at her mother's grave] It's been the strangest day. An understatement, I know. Did you have anything to do with it? I don't know. I only know... I wish this day had come 10 years earlier. Then maybe I could've saved you too. Instead I'll wait... for others. Some who have needed me longer than most. So maybe I couldn't save you. Maybe, just maybe... this is your way of saving me.

Tru: You don't worry about how dangerous it is? You see it on the news all the time, a firefighter goes into the building...

Nick: I don't really think about it. Sometimes a job just chooses you, you know what I mean?

Tru: Yeah, I do.

Harrison: Hey, you okay?

Tru: Yeah. What could be wrong?

Harrison: Let's see, uh, last time we talked you told me that dead people were talking to you so, I thought I might be remiss if I didn't follow up.

Davis: Look, Tru, I know that the..the morgue is not exactly Party Central but don't worry, things will pick up.

Tru: Actually, that's what I'm afraid of.

Tru: I thought when you asked for help, it was for you. Now I know it was for Samantha. You saved her. Everyone's calling you a hero. I don't want to sound selfish...but I wanted both of you. You said your job was a chance to help people. All they have to do is ask. So is mine. So ask me, Nick. Please? I'm not leaving till you ask. So please ask me, Nick. Please, just ask.

Tru: I don't know if I can take this.

Gardez: Well, believe it or not, it actually gets easier. Besides I like to think they're going to a better place.

Tru: You believe that?

Gardez: Well, if you're gonna work here, you gotta believe it. Of course, the dead get off easy. It's the ones left behind that gotta deal with all the pain.

Harrison: Well what, do want me to be like dad, stand by helplessly and watch the woman I love get murdered, is that what you want?

Tru: No, don't make her into mom either. Don't make this about saving mom. Harrison, look at me, would you look at me? 22 years old and one way or another I've lost everyone I've ever loved. Our mother to a bullet, our father to lack of interest, Meredith to coke and ambition; don't you see? I can't lose you too, otherwise I'll have no one left. I'm cursed because I can see the future. If you go there right now, I'll have no one. Without you I'm all alone.

Harrison: You will never lose me Tru... But I have to go. I gotta go.

Davis: We're all someplace for a reason, just sometimes we need to accept what that reason is.

Harrison: [to Tru when meeting Sarah] For the future, two topics are off-limits when meeting my new girlfriends: my exes and their exes.

Davis: So you're saying yesterday a guy and a girl went over a cliff in a car accident?

Tru: Yeah

Davis: Was I wearing this shirt?

Tru: Unfortunately, yes...

Luc: Are you okay?

Tru: No really, I'm insane because I'm about to walk out on a date that's actually working, but there's just somewhere I have to be.

Luc: Right now.

Tru: There are times when I do this, take off. I really wish I could explain it, but I guess I'm not your average 22 year old girl, whether you believe me or not. I'm gonna call you later. If you're willing to give it another try, that's great. If not, I'll understand. No I won't. I'll be completely crushed, but I'll get it. Thanks. Really, I had a good time.

Lindsay: Tru, love is never like it is in the movies. I mean, when was the last time you kissed and music swelled? You're lucky if you can find a guy who can tell time.

Tru: [on the phone] Davis, remember when I said this was Romeo and Juliet? I was wrong it was Juliet and Juliet.

Davis: Well, based on the victim's own height and weight, as well as the location and moderate depth of the wounds, I believe that the killer was approximately 5'4", right-handed, and lacking upper body strength. Most likely a female. What do you think?

Tru: I think... you just described me.

Tru: So I turned him over, there was a single wound. Right below the heart. I called 911, then he asked for help, and the day restarted and here I am.

Davis: Mmm. So if I'm to understand you correctly, you had a party and you didn't invite me?

Lindsay: Why didn't you invite your next-door neighbor?

Tru: Are you kidding me? That guy's a creep.

Lindsay: All the more reason to invite him. If he's helping make the noise, he can't complain about it, right?

Tru: Well, it's too late now.

Tru: Call you a cab Sam?

Scott: [Drunk] No, but it'd be great if you knew of a good place to throw up.

Tru: Down the steps, to the right, and anywhere in the alley is fine.

Scott: You rock!

Lindsey: I can't believe you had a stalker moment and I missed it.

Tru: It wasn't a stalker moment. Mark and I just happen to be in the same place at the same time.

Lindsey: That's what stalkers do. They just happen to be in your market, then they just happen to follow you home, then they just happen to chop your head off and seal it in a baggy.

Jack: Do you like working here? The reason I ask is, you don't look like your average morgue attendant.

Tru: Oh yeah and what do I look like then?

Jack: You look like a girl who takes things way to seriously, someone who should be enjoying life but probably spends Friday nights home alone, watching TV, eating a microwave dinner.

Tru: What do you do on Friday nights?

Jack: Why don't you tell me?

Tru: Well you don't stay in, that's for sure. Coz that'd mean you'd be alone and you're not a guy who's all that keen on being alone. So you go out, to a bar, a club and after a few hours you return home. Sometimes solo but usually with some nameless, faceless, shameless girl who just doesn't understand you. But either way, by the end of the night your alone, in front of the TV, eating a microwave dinner.

Jack: I don't own a microwave.

Jack: You still haven't answered my question? Do you like it here?

Tru: Actually I do.

Jack: I understand.

Tru: You do? 'Cause not everyone does.

Jack: Well that's because most people believe that only the living need help.

Davis: And, er…I was supposed to meet Haley at her mother's. We were going to a restaurant for our anniversary dinner. And I'd been working late here, and I was going out to my car and the gas had all been drained from the tank, and the tyres were flat. There was this crazy woman there, telling me that I had to call my wife, and prevent her from getting in her car, and getting on the freeway

Harrison: Crazy woman? What?

Tru: Our mother.

Tru: I need to borrow your car.

Harrison: That is so weird. I was just coming to…

Tru: No, you weren't gonna come and get me. And if I were you, I'd stay away from the trifecta too.

Harrison: That is so not fair! You know what I did and I don't.

Tru: Look, you let me down, Harrison. Again. Nothing you haven't done 1000 times before. And you know what? Lindsay says the same exact thing about you too.

Harrison: Well excuse me, I made a mistake. I'm not lucky like you: you screw up, and it's "Oh what am I gonna do? You know what, I'll just redo it!"

Jack: Wow, Davis is a dedicated employee isn't he?

Tru: He really takes his work home with him.

Jack: I'm trying to imagine a First Date scenario…"Why don't you come back to my apartment, I'll show you all my books on death"

Tru: Kind of a mood killer.

Jack: Unless you're dating a serial killer.

Davis: I've got this thing tomorrow at my apartment, and I haven't unpacked.

Tru: When did you move in?

[Davis looks as through he counting back]

Davis: Three years ago.

Jack: How do you get so banged up on this job? It's not like the dead fight back.

Harrison: [about Lindsay's boyfriend] What, he's foreign? He's from another country? And he just lives here, and all of a sudden he just pops the question and asks some chick to marry him? Hello? What does that say to you?

Davis: That he's impulsive and likes to travel?

Harrison: Hi.

Lindsay: What are you...?

Harrison: I never returned your key.

Lindsay: Harrison, tonight isn't...

Harrison: I heard about the proposal.

Lindsay: And?

Harrison: And I checked this guy out. I know it pisses you off.

Lindsay: Harrison.

Harrison: You need to know something... before you make a mistake that you'll regret for the rest of your life.

Lindsay: You should go. You shouldn't be here.

Harrison: Say yes. Say yes. He is the real deal. He's the better guy. A better guy than I could be for you. At least, right now. And he really loves you. Say Yes.

[Lindsay hugs Harrison as she starts to cry]

Lindsay: Thank you.

Davis: Look, it's not just supernatural theory, it's scientific fact. From eastern philosophy to Newton's Third Law of Motion. They all say the same thing: every force has an equal and opposite force. I should have said something sooner, but I didn't have any real proof until today. You're right about Jack. He is not like you, he is the opposite of you. You save lives and he..

Jack: Harrison! Look at you, man! You look great! Robust! Like a man who's been taking care of himself.

Harrison: So, my continuing to be alive isn't bothering you?

Jack: Oh. You mean because it runs counter to the plan of the universe and every day you're setting in motion consequences that can only be damaging to the entire human race? Now why would that bother me?

Tru: Don't settle in, Harry. I'm heading out. Something happened and I don't have a clue who it happened to.

Harrison: Wait, I thought your birthday was supposed to be all about giggles and love for the people of the Earth.

Tru: Yeah. I had that birthday yesterday.

Harrison: Whoa. You had a replay on your birthday? Huh. Wait, is there anything I should do, or not do? Uh, did I-did I screw up?

Tru: Does the fourth horseman at the Apocalypse need a pat on the back?

Jack: Whatever. The fact that I'm still here means that you need me and that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Tru: Be careful. You wouldn't want the ice around your heart to melt.

Jack: I gotta tell you, it was kind of cool to wear the white hat for a change.

Tru: Oh, so you're admitting that I'm the good guy?

Jack: Do you know why they gave the white hat to the hero in the Old West movies? It made them easier to light for the camera. The color of the hat is not about right or wrong, it's about what you choose to see.

Jack: I'm sorry, Tru, I'd love to help you, I really would. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to hear you say those two magic words.

Tru: Please, Jack.

Jack: Oooh sorry, those weren't the magic words we were looking for.

Tru: I knew this was a bad idea.

Jack: Oh come on, Tru, I just wanna hear you say it one time... Help me.

Tru: Would you settle for "bite me"?

Jack: I don't see why we couldn't carpool. For someone who's dedicated to saving lives you should really take better care of the environment, Tru.

Tru: Well, I've got this thing about not getting into a car with a guy who kills people for a living.

Jack: Looks like I got the day off, 'cause you're good, Davies, but you're not that good. Stale corpse, no clues. Hey. What if I was to offer to help you with your job today?

Tru: What if I was to offer to help you kiss my a**?

Jack: That's funny. No, but really, think of it as a holiday truce. What harm could I do? There was only fatality in the city yesterday and that one already ho-ho happened, am I right? Come on, there's no one to save, there's no one to fight over. I might even be helpful.

Tru: Jack, there is no way I would ever accept your help.

Jack: You try and be a nice guy. Merry Christmas to all, and to all good luck.